As the old saying goes, the bigger the butt, the bigger the pants.
As the son of Zhang Yuting's old rival, Feng Yongtai knew the background of Guandong.
Two characteristics.
First, vastness.
It was equivalent to the sum of the Hans Kingdom and Gaul Kingdom, more than twice as much as the chicken in the pot.
Second, Magnificent Heavenly Treasures.
In this world, some places produced oil, some places produced coal, some places produced non-metallic metals, some places produced a lot of grain, some places had flat terrain, some places had a lot of water resources, vast forests, and so on.
The Kanto region had all the advantages mentioned above, and it could be said to be the masterpiece of the heavens.
It was precisely because of this that the resource-poor chicken dreamed of becoming the master of this land.
However, Feng Yong knew that no matter how good Guandong was.
The industrial power was much weaker than that of the West. It was not even one-tenth of that of a chicken in a pot, let alone the West, which had completed the industrial revolution earlier.
It was already a fantasy to be able to find an advanced tank.
But Zhang Xueming was good.
The No. 1 tank that Hans had bought was still warm.
F * ck, the No. 2 tank of the Feng Army is already in production?
"If someone else said this, I would be a big bag. Who would I be fooling?”
"But I believe what you said."
Feng Yong took a deep breath.
He was determined to serve the country with his industry, and he couldn't wait to visit the Anshan Military Industry Park.
But before that, there were more important things to do.
"During this period of time when I was overseas, I would light up the lamp and boil oil to learn knowledge every day.”
After getting used to seeing other people's advanced fighter jets, his horizons were naturally much higher.
Feng Yong also believed that Zhang Xueming would definitely try his best to get a good plane. Even if other countries would not sell the latest air force equipment, at least the data would reach the level of the middle of World War I, right?
"It's brand new. It's still developed and produced by our Fengtian. As the saying goes, a father has a mother, but he can't compare to himself.”
Everyone came to a hangar. Zhang Xueming smiled and ordered his men to push open the iron door.
The sunlight slowly shone in.
A beautifully shaped biplane fighter appeared in front of everyone.
Words could not express the shock that Feng Yong and the John delegation felt when they saw it.
The only difference was that the former turned from shock to ecstasy, while the latter turned from shock to fear.
"J-1 fighter jet, codename Flying Dragon, two-wing design.”
"It's the world's first fully enclosed bubble cabin equipped with a radio.”
"All metal shells, mostly made of lighter aluminum.”
"The engine power is 840 horsepower, and the power is strong.”
"Four 7.6mm machine guns, can be fired by the pilot, no need for a machine gunner.”
Zhang Xueming introduced them one by one according to the parameters.
He knew very well how shocking it was for this 'little beauty' to appear in front of John.
This group of men who had always been arrogant and domineering were no longer as arrogant as they were at the beginning. They wanted to look at others with their nostrils.
"Xi Qing, did we really develop this? Although I'm a horse bandit, don't fool me!”
Feng Yong was not to be blamed for his stuttering.
The plane's appearance was scary, but the parameters were even more scary.
Every single one of them led the world.
Especially the design where the pilot could fire on his own.
Until today, it was said that the advanced Western Europe had not invented it. It was just that it could not break through the propeller when the bullet hit it.
But Zhang Xueming actually managed to do it?
Did he really think that he could have cornbread just by pinching it?
Zhang Xueming laughed heartily when he saw this.
"I don't need to say it. You must feel it personally. Let's go. I'll bring you up to fly around and find some targets to play with.”
"You even know how to fly a plane!？”Feng Yong felt his legs go weak.
Little did they know that Feng Jun was rich and powerful. It was really easy to get some people who could fly planes from inside the pass.
They would be the first to explore the J-1 fighter jet, and then teach Zhang Xueming the basic technology. It was not surprising that he knew how to control it.
This was also to help Feng Yong find a good seedling for the future air force.
When the John delegation saw that the plane was about to take off for a live-fire drill, they were so excited that their faces turned red and their necks thick. They were afraid that they would not be able to see it.
Originally, he wanted to find Zhang Xueming to secretly buy some No. 1 tanks.
However, he never expected to encounter an even more awesome treasure!
It did not matter how the Yan Huang people developed such excellent weapons and equipment.
The most important thing now was to get close to him!
The military advisor of the Hans Kingdom taught him everything he knew?
What the hell is John lacking?
Not to mention aerial combat theory, even if Zhang Xueming wanted the black silk of the Crown Prince Elizabeth, he would have to find a way to get it!
"Dear Zhang, we want to see the flight data of the J-1 fighter jet. This way, we can get twice the result with half the effort when teaching.”
The one who spoke was the leader of the military consultant group.
He had once participated in a war and was the future John Air Force Marshal, Dowding.
Zhang Xueming didn't refuse when he saw the kid rubbing his palms and bowing.
In any case, he was going to be an innocent child.
It was the same as Hans.
How could John not be tempted by such an advanced aircraft?
It was definitely buying, buying, buying.
At that time, he would use the same trick and use crazy prices to set up a production line for stronger fighter jets.
"Dai Xiansheng, personally lead the convoy to the mountain north of Wafangdian.”
Outsiders did not know, but Feng Yong knew whose territory Wafangdian was.
Upon hearing this, he immediately trembled and quickly pulled Zhang Xueming.
"Are you crazy? Wafangdian was the base of the chicken and the bridgehead of Lvda University. If you flew over there, wouldn't a fight break out?”
However, Zhang Xueming had a matter-of-fact expression.
"What else? Of course, it was better to have a live target. Only there were fighter jets there.”
Arrogant.
Arrogant.
After Daoding and the others translated it, they found out that the young general was preparing to attack the Jiaopeng Army's base. They were extremely excited.
What did it matter if little Toyo died or not?
What he wanted was real bullets.
It would be best if the Air Force could send a few fighter jets into the air and engage in a dogfight.
Perhaps Feng Yong did not understand the strength of the Feng army recently, and his thoughts were still stuck in the days when he was bullied by the chicken in the basin.
"Aren't you afraid of causing a disaster? If you really let the fire go off, your father will swallow you alive!”
Zhang Xueming put on his goggles and walked towards the plane.
"Stop talking nonsense. I have nothing better to do anyway. I'll kill a few for fun.”
"You, hang two of the napalm bombs that you just made.”
Feng Yong was speechless.
It wasn't too late to launch an air raid on a chicken, but they still had to f * cking hang a bomb?
What napalm?
It sounded fierce!
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